I’m a blind man,
I’m a blind man and my world is pale.
When a blind man cries, lord, you know there ain’t no sadder tale.

Had a friend once in a room,
Had a good time but it ended much too soon.
In a cold month in that room
We found a reason for the things we had to do.

I’m a blind man,
I’m a blind man, now my room is cold.
When a blind man cries, lord, you know he feels it from his soul.